Domesticated. Poem by Lauren Michaels

Domesticated.



Its so obvious
When my mothers been crying
Her eyes (always small)
get smaller. The tired skin around them
Swells and turns the most blatant shade
Of desperate red.

The elephant in the room
We dont know why
And save our souls
We Never Ask.

We never even ask the time.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Nathan Strange 18 December 2006

I like this poem, I like the sound of your mum even through she does turn into an elephant from time to time!

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